Chapter 940 Clumsy Frame-Up (2)

First it was the Southern Type 14 pistol, and now there is the 38-type cover. This clearly sends a message to others.

This matter has something to do with Japanese spies.

These are all standard weapons used by the Japanese army, especially the Southern Type 14 pistol, which was copied from the German Luger pistol. As the standard pistol of the Japanese army, police and military, it is distributed to the following personnel.

However, neither Japanese officers nor agents liked this pistol, and the Chinese even nicknamed it a "bastard box."

Whether it is the Southern Type 14 or the 38-type Gai, it is easy to get it in China. It is not a particularly difficult weapon to get.

However, spies lurking in mountain cities rarely use Japanese military standard weapons. They would rather use Mauser pistols or other non-Japanese military standard weapons to conceal their identities.

Doesn't using Japanese-style weapons mean directly telling the anti-special forces in the mountain city that the Japanese special forces are lurking behind the scenes?

Therefore, when Luo Yao saw the 8 mm pistol bullet, his first reaction was that it didn't look like it was done by a spy. He had dealt with the spy many times and he knew the mentality and methods of these lurking spies very well.

Moreover, it is not that he has never been assassinated by Japanese spies. He has never seen Japanese spies using Japanese standard weapons in mountain cities.

The Japanese special agent team that sneaked into Xiangcheng were all equipped with weapons from the national army, and they were also German weapons.

A spy killer is not so stupid as to make his identity so obvious.

"Brother Yao, this is the warhead we picked up in the grass." Cao Hui took out the warhead and handed it to Luo Yao.

It was a 6.5mm rifle bullet.

"Where did you pick it up?" Luo Yao asked.

"Here, the position of the warhead was like this..." Cao Hui took the warhead from Luo Yao's hand and positioned it.

Luo Yao stood up, calculated the distance between the warhead and Gong Hui's fall to the ground, and made a rough estimate of the direction.

"Cao Hui, four hundred meters away in that direction, send someone to search." Luo Yao suddenly pointed to a small hillside in front of him.

"Yes, Brother Yao!"

Cao Hui immediately called one of his men and gave instructions, and the man immediately led a group of people and ran towards the hillside.

"If our estimate is wrong, given the wind speed and humidity at the time, the shot was fired from four hundred meters away. This man is a master of marksmanship. No wonder Xiaohui failed to discover it in time and was shot." Luo Yao's eyes flashed. There was a strong murderous intention.

This situation was obviously planned for a long time and was by no means a temporary arrangement. At least the route Gong Hui took to return to Huangjiaoya had already been visited and surveyed.

There were only two shots, and there was a third shot.

The third shot was a pistol bullet with an 8 mm warhead. It was obviously a close-range shot. It should have been that after Gong Huizhong fell to the ground after being injured by the second shot, he was chased by the killer behind him, and then was shot during the pursuit.

The location of Gong Huizhong's third shot was not far from the second shot. From the blood dripping in the grass, it can be judged that Gong Huizhong fell to the ground after being shot with the second shot, but she quickly struggled to crawl up from the ground. He got up and staggered in one direction.

There is a checkpoint in that direction.

The soldiers at the checkpoint will be alert when they hear gunshots and send someone over. This is the right thing to do.

Of course, it was precisely because the soldiers at the checkpoint heard the gunfire and rushed over that they frightened away the pursuing killer.

Despite this, Gong Hui's life hangs on a thread.

The last shot almost hit the vital point and killed him.

"Where is the platoon leader who rescued Xiaohui?" Luo Yao asked.

"It's at the outpost in front." Cao Hui said.

"Let's go over and find out about the situation, and thank them by the way." Luo Yao said. If they hadn't heard the gunfire and rushed over in time to save Gong Hui, whose life was hanging by a thread, he would have been separated from Gong Hui forever. Such a great kindness must be repaid!

Everyone came to the check post.

"Platoon Leader He!"

"Captain Cao, why are you here again? Didn't I tell you the whole process of discovering that lady?" The platoon leader surnamed He was a little surprised when he saw Cao Hui. The soldier was unwilling to talk to the police. Dealing with agents.

"Platoon Captain He, you misunderstood. Maybe you don't know who you rescued yet?" Cao Hui said without an explanation.

"who?"

"Hello, Platoon Captain He, my name is Luo Yao. The person you saved is my fiancée. I asked Captain Cao to bring me to see you. By the way, I would like to express my gratitude to you for lending a helping hand in the crisis. You saved me." Saving her is equivalent to saving me." Luo Yao stepped forward and bowed sincerely.

"No, sir, you are too polite. I am also responsible. That young lady is lucky to survive." Although Platoon Commander He doesn't know Luo Yao's identity, he also knows that you are the one who can order Cao Hui. , can that be a small person?

"Platoon Commander He, I have another request. Can you describe to me in detail how you rescued people?"

"Okay." Platoon Leader He was not stupid. He was just repeating what he said to Cao Hui.

"I remember it was around 10:30 when I suddenly heard a gunshot, followed by another burst of gunfire. I was startled. Although there were not many people walking on this road, it was basically a walk. They were not ordinary people, so I quickly gathered together with a squad of soldiers and followed the direction of the gunshots to investigate..."

"We saw three killers chasing a woman from a distance. The woman was panicking, her body was covered in blood, and she was staggering when she walked. The killers were chasing after her. We didn't know the situation, so we fired two shots into the air. The woman suddenly fell to the ground and got up again. She looked at us. She originally wanted to go in the direction of the mountains, but turned back and ran towards us. The killer still didn't want to let her go. One of the killers shot and hit her again. At this time, the killer had already run into our shooting range, so we fired. When the killer saw it, he ignored her and retreated. They ran into the mountains, and we did not dare to chase them. If the person is important, send the stretcher to the outpost and send the person directly to the Army General Hospital."

"Cao Hui, third child, how did you know?" Luo Yao turned to ask Cao Hui and Wen Zishandao.

"It was the police station notified by the garrison headquarters. Cases involving assassinations are assigned to the detective brigade. I was notified and went to the hospital first. When I saw it was Sister Hui, I was so frightened that I quickly informed Director Shen." Cao Hui said, "Director Shen and the others arrived at the hospital, and I brought people over to survey and seal off the scene."

"Lao San, where did the bullet casing you gave me come from?"

"Cao Hui gave it to me."

"It was given to me by Platoon Commander He," Cao Hui explained.

Platoon Leader He nodded: "I picked up the shell casing from the scene and put it in my pocket. When I got to the hospital and saw Captain Cao, I handed the shell casing to him."

It's strange that this shell casing must have been fired a long time ago, so how could it be at the scene? Platoon Leader He and the others arrived and scared away the killers. These killers probably didn't have time to clean up the scene and take away the shell casings.

Could it be that?

Luo Yao took out the cartridge case again, observed it carefully, and then put it under his nose and smelled it.

Experience can be wrong and eyes can be deceiving.

The smell of gunpowder is very light, and the traces of burning inside do not appear to be freshly fired.

"Platoon Leader He, did any accidents happen to this cartridge case before you handed it over to Captain Cao, such as being soaked in water?" Luo Yao asked.

"Oh, when I was drinking water, I accidentally dropped it into the water glass. After taking it out, I wiped it with a cloth." Platoon Leader He said.

"No wonder." Luo Yao understood, and thought that there was something wrong with his judgment. The smell of the washed cartridge case must have faded, but the traces of burning gunpowder inside were not destroyed.

If this is a cartridge case that has just been fired, then there is a possibility that the bullet has been reloaded.

"Platoon Leader He, thank you again." Luo Yao once again expressed his gratitude to Platoon Leader He. If Platoon Leader He hadn't taken action in time, Gong Hui would have been unable to escape this time.

"Mr. Luo said something serious."

"Third brother, Platoon Leader He and the others have worked hard today. Please express your gratitude to others for me." Luo Yao didn't bring any money with him, so he had to ask Wen Zishan to advance first.

Wen Zishan nodded. He had already prepared this. He took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Platoon Leader He and said, "Platoon Leader He, thank you for your hard work. This is for the brothers to drink tea and smoke."

Platoon Leader He stretched out his hand to take it. This kind of thing was too common for him. There was nothing inappropriate about it. He squeezed the envelope and stuffed it into a thick pile. He was secretly happy that he didn't want it. Although it was just a simple effort, no one did it this time. Save for nothing.

"Thank you, Mr. Luo." Platoon Chief He thanked him happily.

Luo Yao didn't like to act like a commander in front of outsiders. Since Cao Hui didn't explain his identity to Platoon Leader He, he didn't take the initiative to explain it. The less they know, the better.

"Captain, we found the sniper's location." Cao Hui's men came over and reported to him.

"Let's go over and have a look."

Everyone left the checkpoint and returned to the scene of Gong Hui's attack.

"Captain, look, here happens to be a shooting position. A man is lying here with the muzzle of the gun pointed over there. The position where Miss Gong fell is about 420 meters away."

"Four hundred meters away, one shot hit. This is definitely an experienced sniper." Wen Zishan said, "It seems that the other party deliberately planned to kill Sister Hui."

Luo Yao nodded and agreed with Wen Zishan's judgment: "At such a long distance, the ordinary Type 38 rifle can't do it. There is only its improved version, the Type 97 sniper rifle. This kind of rifle seems to be rarely equipped with our army. Combat troops are generally equipped with special units."

Could it be that I had made a mistake in judging that this was not a frame-up at all, but really an assassination planned by a Japanese spy lurking in the mountain city?

"He should have only fired one shot." Wen Zishan squatted down, carefully checked the sniper position and then said, "The bullet casings were also picked up, very professional."

"A single sniper is not scary. What is scary is that he has an observer to assist him in his actions. Look for the observer's position." Luo Yao ordered.

"yes."

Everyone dispersed, and it was almost dark now. It was more difficult to search. After searching for a while, there was no harvest, so we had to withdraw our troops and go back tomorrow.